Chad and I have been taking a childbirth class at the hospital for the past few weeks to get prepped on what to expect with labor and delivery. Now that I'm more familiar with the intensity, and length, and overall oh-my-goshness of labor, I must say that I am very confident that if I can push out a baby, I can run a marathon.....NO PROBLEM! In fact, a marathon seems so enjoyable....in comparison that is. Last summer, I set a life goal of running AT LEAST one marathon some time in my life. But now that challenge of running a marathon has been diminished (somewhat), I'm thinking, I want to run one within the next few years.....FOR SURE! I'm not setting any specific dates right now because I want to enjoy the process, and I want to build up my stamina and muscles slowly to decrease chance of injury, and I know I'll need a lot of flexibility with our baby, but I'm so excited! I want to run one ASAP, but I don't want to set myself up for disappointment. So, I'll start with a half-marathon and go from there. So exciting!
And my gift to myself once I can start running again?....beautiful, brand new running shoes, and a nifty gadget that tracks your distance and heartrate. I'll have to take a pic of my current running shoes....Dakota chewed a hole at the toe. Good thing they're getting too worn anyway.
I love running. The other day....I was walking towards this rock-quary spot that I love, and about 1/4 mile away I started seeing all these beautiful light blue butterflies. When I got there, the sun was shining, wild irises were blooming, and dragonflies were buzzing about, their wings reflecting the sun's rays. It was as if I were in a fantasy world. I wish I had a picture to share.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Leave work on a good note
Wow.....Friday has almost never felt so good. Aaaaaaaaah. Wonderful!
Just when I was about to close the office for the weekend, a resident came by. We had recently discussed a payment arrangement for his rent, and I had posted the mandatory 72-hour notice on his door this morning, attaching a post-it repeating the payment arrangement we agreed on. He came to the office with this big grin on his face, saying how grateful he was that I was working with him, and that I didn't have to leave a letter on his door, as if I were so nice to fill out this notice and tape it to his door. I'm thinking....it's not a love letter dude....it's a 72 hour notice.....but if you want to be grateful that you got one, so be it. Fine with me. Talk about a first. Who says thank you when they get a notice telling them they have until X date to move, or we kick you out? Not to mention, he came all the way to the office to thank me, because apparently a mere phone call wouldn't suffice. I mean, ofcourse I'm an angel for not only working with him, but putting this generic form on his door. And that was all he had to say, and he left. This is the same guy who told me 6 months ago that he was being forced by the government to move to Malaysia because of piracy......LOL. And that was the end of work for the week. I'm so glad it ended on such a great note. Sometimes I love looneys. : )
Just when I was about to close the office for the weekend, a resident came by. We had recently discussed a payment arrangement for his rent, and I had posted the mandatory 72-hour notice on his door this morning, attaching a post-it repeating the payment arrangement we agreed on. He came to the office with this big grin on his face, saying how grateful he was that I was working with him, and that I didn't have to leave a letter on his door, as if I were so nice to fill out this notice and tape it to his door. I'm thinking....it's not a love letter dude....it's a 72 hour notice.....but if you want to be grateful that you got one, so be it. Fine with me. Talk about a first. Who says thank you when they get a notice telling them they have until X date to move, or we kick you out? Not to mention, he came all the way to the office to thank me, because apparently a mere phone call wouldn't suffice. I mean, ofcourse I'm an angel for not only working with him, but putting this generic form on his door. And that was all he had to say, and he left. This is the same guy who told me 6 months ago that he was being forced by the government to move to Malaysia because of piracy......LOL. And that was the end of work for the week. I'm so glad it ended on such a great note. Sometimes I love looneys. : )
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